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So, escort, huh? Cold business, that. I see it like Monty in "25th Hour" – trapped, clock tickin’. You got these girls, right, sellin’ company, not just bodies. Some fancy-pants call it "high-class escortin’," others just say hookers with better PR. Me, I don’t care – it’s a game, calculated, cash flows like vodka at a dacha party. Reminds me of Monty’s line, “Champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends.” Escorts live that, smilin’ at rich pigs while countin’ minutes.

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Not to mention, I’m always surprised by the hidden spots, like that tiny taco stand on N. Poway Road – they got killer eats that fuel my soul. And hey, Poway ain't perfect – sometimes it's hectic, stuff goin' sideways, but it's all love and chaos rolled into one. It’s real, messy, and raw.

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